Chen Afu picked up Yu'er and gently patted her little bottom. She chuckled softly, hugging him and planting several slobbery kisses on his face.
The Third Lady, standing nearby, laughed, "Compared to Yan'er, I prefer little Yu'er's temper. As a child of a family like ours, she should be more assertive. As long as she conducts herself properly and avoids making mistakes, no one will be able to criticize her or dare to bully her. Yan'er is too weak. Even when she marries into her husband's family, we'll have to worry about her..." She sighed deeply, murmuring under her breath, "It's all because of Rong Zhao."
Chen Afu agreed with her. For Yu'er, who was so young, he had very few worries. But for Chu Hanyan, from her infancy to the present and well into the future, he worried constantly. Even if she married Shiyi, whom he fully trusted, he was still afraid of unforeseen problems arising.